The scent was filled with the strong masculine aura of the man. Song Qiao was momentarily stunned, but soon lifted her hand to wrap around the man's neck, proactively responding.
Lu Jingchen didn't expect Song Qiao to respond actively. After a brief pause, he deepened the kiss, holding her face with both hands.
They kissed for a long time, until Song Qiao's breathing became a bit uneven. Only then did Lu Jingchen slightly let her go, but his nose was still touching hers, their breaths almost entwined.
"During the days you were kidnapped and missing, I missed you very much and was worried about you..." Lu Jingchen gazed at her with deep affection in his eyes, leaned down again to gently kiss her lips, and said warmly, "Luckily, you returned to me unharmed."
Fortunately, the mastermind behind your kidnapping was none other than your brother.
But Lu Jingchen did not say this aloud, instead muttering silently to himself.
